[pls pls pls pls read "Out of Time" by Smithsonian_ it's just the best thing ever (and yes I was reading fanfic at 2 in the morning)]
a tattoo shop.
she dragged calum to a tattoo shop.
"hey, c'mon. the place is closed," she said happily.
"then how are we gonna go inside?" asked a naïve and innocent calum.
"oh sweetie," she laughed.
she dragged him around the side and watched as she jimmied with the lock with a bobby pin. when calum heard a click he knew they were in. they just broke into a tattoo shop. she forced him into a chair before she cleaned off a needle and grabbed a little dab of ink.
she straddle him in the chair; his hands instantly planting on her waist. she leaned down and pulled his lips in between hers, grinding herself down on top of him.
"hmm," mumbled a calum. he didn't know what to do. he just let her take control.
she pulled her lips from his and pulled his left arm out to her. just then some messy haired kid walked past the shop, shooting them a "congrats man" smile, probably thinking calum is getting laid.
calum winced at a sudden pain in his arm glanced down. right above below the inside of his elbow she inked his skin.
a triangle.
he let her. he let her tarnish his smooth, tan skin with the permeant ink without questioning. he trusted her more than he's ever trusted himself.
after applying the same shape to herself on her right arm, she wrapped them both up and placed everything back the way it was.
"a triangle?" calum asked.
"no, pizza."
"but this is a triangle," he stated.
"no, it's a metaphor."
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Metaphor ⚀ c.h.
Fiksi Penggemarin which calum is a lonely thirty-five year old who just so happens to fall in love with a vibrant eighteen year old girl in just one day. but that's just a metaphor. 25% of the C.A.L.M series for 5 Seconds of Summer. Copyright MrsBreannaHoran030
